A piece of artifice, a symbol of defiance against mortality, yet subject to the same laws of nature as the warm and fluttering little sparrow.
In the end, it is not in the lofty ivory tower that we find our salvation, but in the dark depth of the earth, the sea, and space itself, where nameless things strike fear in hearts brittle of hubris.
A pretty interesting little video, rare footage, click through to see.
And click through to this page by John Franch of the University of Illinois, where I found it. It’s about the Crocker Land Expedition, a very sort of strange and tragic (Piugaattoq! Aleqasina!) expedition, stuck for four years before being rescued by famed Newfoundlander, Captain Robert Bartlett.
I did like this bit, good ol’ Bartlett:
The third rescue attempt proved to be a charm. On July 31, 1917, the battered Neptune steamed into the harbor at Etah.
“Is that you, Bob?” an excited MacMillan cried out to the sturdy figure on the Neptune’s bridge.
“Of course!” Bartlett responded. “Who in hell do you think it is?”
Anyway, you’ll probably find yourself googling Donald Baxter MacMillan, Minik Wallace, Robert Bartlett, and others, it’s just one of those things.
Best video quote: “we have no idea what’s going on here.”